Arthas was now surrounded by a group of paladins, slowly moving forward in front of the Knights of the Silver Hand. After speeding all the way to the mouth of the Alterac Valley, the speed of the paladins slowed down, and half an hour passed, and the search team had not reported finding traces of the orc tribe.

Arthas still hugged Winlessa's soft waist. The High Elf Ranger was still very resistant at first, although the other party was just a child, but put his hand on his waist, and the warm, itchy feeling made Wen Lesa a little embarrassed. However, she soon acquiesced to Alsace's mistake, and more please continue to read on the Bokan Novel Network......

Of course, Frost Sorrow didn't pinch Wen Lesa's face, she was just a little saved—obviously the master had never teased herself! When Frost Sorrow was still in the form of a magic sword, Arthas often caressed her; But after she turned into a human form, the master would no longer take the initiative to make intimate actions towards her, and every time she "kissed" and "touched her head", the little magic sword asked for it himself. ,…,

But now, the master is actually talking to this High Elf Ranger**? Frost Sorrow couldn't bear the cruel reality, and for a moment he lost control, and the mount under his crotch also screamed, and galloped forward.

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